And the hot and cold pain on her shoulder also made Xia Qiu look at her shoulder for the first time. She was wearing a peach red tulle, and the blood on her snowy shoulder was pierced by the cold air at this moment, but the wound was vaguely cold.
"Senior brother, if you don't subdue her, you won't obey this kind of monster, so leave her to me!" Ru Nansong said again in his slow voice, but his words were a little harsh.
And following the voice, Xia Qiu passed the person in front of him and looked there first.
Wearing an indigo robe, with slender bones and a baby-faced man with a bun on his head, but with a formula in his hand, he stared at her rather unkindly, with gloomy eyes.
The blue icy air lingers between the pinched formulas, vaguely condensing into an ice shuttle, ready to go again.
"No, just put her in the Qiankun bag and take her directly back to the teacher's gate." Not as the baby face intended, the man who asked Xia Qiu to cry before said it lightly, and then backed away from Xia Qiu's side.
Only then did Xia Qiu turn his attention to the man who triggered the plot. He was dressed in a dark blue robe, his face was cold and handsome, his demeanor was calm, and there was a kind of astringency about him that seemed to prevent her from prying.
The man and the baby face seem to be people who cultivate immortals, but what she wears is a demon.
But thinking back to the approach just now, for some reason, when the man approached, the body of the original owner seemed to have a sense of intimacy with this senior brother
Puzzled in his heart, Xia Qiu only looked at the senior brother twirling the formula, and then he was in a dark world again, but his keen senses seemed to be able to hear the sound of the outside world.
"Senior brother, Chao Yunzong joined the five great immortal alliances to discuss the matter of eliminating demons this time, just taking advantage of the disappearance of the scarlet king of the demon world, and the absence of all demons in the demon world... It is also expected by the sect!"
There was eagerness in the gentle voice, obviously wanting to show something in front of the person who was talking to him, but Xia Qiu listened carefully, but he never heard the cold senior brother respond.
For the time being, he stopped thinking about listening to the conversation, curled up in the dark, his shoulders were prickly and cold, Xia Qiu simply came to accept the plot first.
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The original owner's name is Ming Xiaqiu, and its body is a gorgeous and lush demon flower. It feeds on living beings and once caused disasters.
Maybe it was because of too many evils. When he experienced the catastrophe thousands of years ago, he was almost chopped into ashes by the thunder catastrophe. Although his soul was gone, there was only a trace of root system left, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and slowly turning into a human form again.
But Yaohua's body was not only damaged, but also its consciousness was almost split into pieces, so this time walking in the world, what controls the body is just strands of split and independent consciousness.
This strand of consciousness is pure and kind. When she was walking in the mundane world, she got along with a scholar for a while. The scholar named her Ming Xiaqiu. A hundred years later, Ming Xiaqiu watched the scholar grow old and die slowly, but there was nothing she could do.
At this time, inspired by her pain, her flower demon power and consciousness of the demon flower awakened a little bit, and she cast a spell to save the scholar, but her fate was over, and she returned to the world of cultivating immortals from the mortal world.
At that time, the world of cultivating immortals was in chaos. The shocking battle between King Chiming thousands of years ago and Beisongzi, who was in the Mahayana period of cultivating immortals, disturbed the entire Lingyu Continent, and the spirit weapon went berserk.
Fortunately, the two sides noticed it in time, and finally made an appointment to fight outside the domain.
But even if Lingyu Continent was spared from this catastrophe, the damage caused by the war would be irreparable, the lives would be devastated, and the aura would be disintegrated.